I Saw It With My Own Eyes

College football today. Team from six hours away comes to play team I cover. Paper that covers the team that came to my town sends a photographer and reporter. The photographer is WEARING THE VISITING TEAM'S JERSEY ON THE SIDELINE WHILE SHOOTING!

College football today. Team from six hours away comes to play team I cover. Paper that covers the team that came to my town sends a photographer and reporter. The photographer is WEARING THE VISITING TEAM'S JERSEY ON THE SIDELINE WHILE SHOOTING!

Worst thing I've ever seen.

Rant over.

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Been done. I knew one reporter who couldn't cover his alma mater because he would cheer on press row.

I covered my alma mater for two separate, lengthy stretches — and that's two separate stretches for my college and two for my high school — and would never, ever stoop so low as to wear anything resembling their colors on gameday.
Of course, one day at the college practice, I wore a T-shirt of the team the college had just drubbed on the road two days before. Coach sees it and says, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
The honest answer was I was just trying to get a rise out of him. I think he knew it, too.

Have you ever worn the colors of either team and didn't realize it until you got to the stadium. Happened a lot to me and a few times because I didn't have anything clean to wear.
It's amazing how a lot of people take that shit seriously.

walk up to the person, with a straight face, and say something along the lines of: "it's awesome that bumblefuck decided to hire a public relations guy. they must keep you real busy down at the bumblefuck athletic office, and you must take a huuuuuuge burden off the athletic director's plate. how did you score that job ... and do they pay well?"